Qingshan Temple, located in the east of Qingye City, is just a small temple, even the abbot is only six large and small novices, although there are a few more people than the former Qingxu Temple, but it is only a small temple.

However, it is the small temple of these five or six people, but the incense is flourishing, not only the citizens of Aoba Castle come here to offer incense and pray, but even the surrounding cities have many admiring believers.

And the reason is because in this temple, there is a piece of half-human high jade, the jade is crystal clear, as long as you stand in front of the jade, the whole figure will be clearly presented in the jade, and what is even more amazing is that the reflection presented in the jade is not immutable!

The reflection that appears in the jade bibi is sometimes kind and kind, as if the Buddha was alive, and sometimes it will have a hideous face, like an evil ghost stealing from the heart, and it is said that there is a Buddha who has exerted magic power in the jade bi, which can reflect a person's heart.

When Ye Fan came to Qingshan Temple, the iconic white fox fur had been taken off and replaced by a gray robe with a hood, and the whole person was shrouded in the shadow of the hood, which made it difficult to see.

Situ Xuan looked at the gray-robed man who suddenly appeared in his field of vision, holding the right hand of the folding fan, tightened slightly, and the evil smile on his face slowly faded, because he felt a faint killing intent from the other party's body, and more importantly, he didn't find out how the other party appeared in front of him, what this meant, he knew very well!

"Who is Your Excellency, and why are you following me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, you are just a disciple of Beihai Listening to the Sword Pavilion!" Ye Fan's voice deliberately pretended to be hoarse, sounding like he was thirty or forty years old.

Situ Xuan's eyes lit up, and his sharp gaze stared closely at the hood on Ye Fan's head, wanting to see through who the person inside was, "How do you know that I am a disciple of Beihai Listening Sword Pavilion!"

"Situ Xuan, a disciple of Beihai Listening Sword Pavilion, appeared in the realm of Qingye City half a month ago, and now lives in Qingye City with the disciples of Red Maple Valley!

"Who the hell are you?What are you spying on my disciples in Beihai Listening to Sword Pavilion for?Could it be that my junior sister and they are in your hands?" Ye Fan's words successfully aroused Situ Xuan's suspicions, and triggered his irritability that he had been searching for for many days without success.

"Do you want to know the answer? If you beat me, you'll know how they're doing!"

"Sure enough, it's you! Dare to imprison our disciples of Beihai Listening Sword Pavilion, you are looking for death!" Situ Xuanjian raised his eyebrows, and when the killing intent flashed, the folding fan in his right hand merged into a ball and slashed towards Ye Fan's head.

The cold light flashed, and a two-foot Qingfeng spat out from the top of the folding fan, and the originally ordinary folding fan turned into a short sword that sharpened iron like clay!

Ye Fan's eyes shrouded in the hood flashed a red light, and his violent eyes flashed, making Situ Xuan, who came in a rage, look sideways slightly.

In the face of the fan sword that came wildly, Ye Fan's right hand in the sleeve of his robe poked out, and a pair of fist gloves made of refined steel were worn on it, and short stabs probed out at the joints of his four fingers, flashing with a cold cold light.

"Burning Plains!"

Where the right fist passed, the air exploded one after another, turning into a monstrous wave of fire, which was adsorbed on Ye Fan's right fist, turning into a fire and slamming towards Situ Xuan on the opposite side.

Although the short sword is short, it is still more than two feet, although Ye Fan's fist is amazing, if you want to hit Situ Xuan's body, you still have to blast the short sword in the middle first.

The sword was made in the knife style, and the short sword in Situ Xuan's hand slashed down with a wild force, as if it was about to cut through the sea of fire and kill Ye Fan in one fell swoop.

The fists and swords intersected, and there was a thunderous sound, and countless sparks exploded between the two, and after the sword light, the short thorns on Ye Fan's fist gloves had turned into a pile of scrap iron, and he didn't know where he was flying. Only the right hand protected by the true qi slammed into the short sword, and the energy like a volcanic eruption instantly exploded, swinging the short sword on top of the fist fiercely.

"Broken!"

Ye Fan roared, his fist moved with him, and when Gui Yuan stepped forward, his right fist was swung out again, the same action, the same move, the only difference was that the right fist at this time was more violent, like an erupting volcano, and a wave was as strong as a wave.

The heavy punch struck again, and Situ Xuan's short sword that had been swung away was too late to be withdrawn, so he simply let go of his hand, and the misty true qi shrouded his right hand, blasting away at Ye Fan's fire.

"Breaking the waves!"

As a proud disciple of Beihai Listening Sword Pavilion, Situ Xuan is a few points stronger than Ge Qing, not only has to teach the Sword Valley stunt 'Cloud Turning Thirteen Swords', but also proficient in a lot of fist and foot kung fu, maybe there is no Tongxuan-level town school martial arts at the level, but the degree of proficiency is much stronger than Ye Fan!

The two fists collided, Situ Xuan's right hand seemed to turn into a reef in the sea, although there was no majestic momentum, but it was better than condensing, condensing all the fist power on the fist surface, and slamming it on the spreading sea of fire.

After all, it was a beginner's practice, and in three days, Ye Fan was just able to replace the water true element with the fire system true element, and display the Thousand Seas Condensing Fist!

The monstrous flames collapsed at the touch of Situ Xuan's fist, and the violent flames flew everywhere, exposing the iron fist inside.

"Bang!"

Even with the fist gloves made of fine iron, Ye Fan still felt that his right hand was numb for a while and he lost consciousness.

A fine light flashed in Situ Xuan's eyes, and the iron fist in Ye Fan's right hand turned into a five-fingered steel claw, grabbing towards the hood that Ye Fan was wearing on his head, wanting to see who this guy who dared to imprison the disciples of Beihai Listening Sword Pavilion was.

Ye Fan's eyes froze, and his unconscious right hand swung out again, still the same action, but this time it was no longer 'Burning Plains', but the original 'Rising Tide of the Angry Sea'.

While the meridians tingled and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, the fist in Ye Fan's right hand turned into an endless wave, blasting towards the approaching iron claw, compared to the previous volcanic eruption-like violence, although the right fist at this time was much calmer, but under the continuous offensive, it was definitely only stronger than the instant outbreak just now, after all, this was the real Xuanxuan level of "Thousand Seas Condensing Fist".

When the iron claw and Ye Fan's right fist slammed together, Situ Xuanfang realized that this seemed to be the same move, but the inside was very different, and it was too late to change the move!

In a hurry, he only had time to retreat his right hand slightly, unloading part of his fist power, and was blasted through the defense by Ye Fan's sudden explosive killing move, and slammed into his chest, and the blazing energy penetrated his body, causing a tingling pain in the meridians in his body.

When Situ Xuan's body retreated, the true qi in his body surged, forcing out the fire poison that had entered his body, turning into a mouthful of blood and spurting out, as soon as the blood spurted out, it turned into a blood vapor in mid-air and disappeared, which shows how domineering the fire that entered the body!